Letra de Suicide on my mind

You'll twist and turn your spite Till you drain the sane Cover up your track's with lie's Deceit hide's a smile So tired of this false pretence Can't even look me in the eye Approached by truth, you take offence Praise the hypocrite! I'll dance on your grave until my feet bleed Six feet unders, where you'll rot No remorse, your ill fate kept you running What lie's behind close door's Your slave's dance, you stamp your feet Secrecy will land you on your face No game, no gain Your sheer presence make's my skin crawl But your stale memory drag's on What goes around, comes around I'll dance on your grave until my feet bleed Six feet unders where you'll rot No remorse, your ill fate kept you running We'll spit on your grave until your soul scream's Six feet unders not deep enough No sleep lost, good thing's come to those who wait